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Over and under

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Alas, in my quest to remember to take before and after pictures I did remember to take an almost before picture of my kitchen stool.

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I bought this stool when we moved into our first house almost 37 years ago.  The wood was unfinished and since those kitchen cabinets were a dark walnut stain, I stained the stool to match.

The seat was a woven material that looked like rush.  It was actually paper!

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The paper/rush rubbed against the stool frame on the edges and eventually cut through making the seat a bit of a risk when sitting.  All my grandchildren loved to undo the seat so I would have to hide it when they came to our house.

My plan to repair the seat involved cotton webbing.  Only the local Joann’s store didn’t have two colors of cotton webbing so I used nylon webbing in Paprika and Steel Grey.  I had two 50% off coupons and used them both.

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Then the fun began.

First I cut off the original seat and stapled the grey webbing to the rung underneath.  Here’s the website I used as reference. and tightly wrapped the webbing for the warp.  When the top was covered, I again stapled the webbing underneath.  I seared the cut ends of the nylon by holding a flame close to the edge to melt it so it wouldn’t fray.

I inserted a thick pad of batting between the top and bottom to give the seat some stability as I didn’t have any foam.

Then I attached the paprika webbing to the stool and wove the weft over and under.  Over and under.  Over and under.  Over and under until I got to the end.  Then I wrapped this piece of webbing around the rung and repeated the over and under on the bottom of the seat until all the weaving was finished.  The paprika end was seared and stapled.

The finished stool.

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I can’t decide

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I can’t decide if it’s an age thing, excitement, or that I’m just tired but I can’t remember to take before and/or after pictures.

I purchased the cutest patterns from Little Cotton Rabbits  and actually made one of the boy rabbits.  I gave it to our one-year old grandson. He loved it as much as a one-year old can.  I only finished the shorts for the rabbit but though it didn’t matter if the rabbit was fully clothed or not.  The Shirt is currently on the needles right now.  Do I have a picture of the finished rabbit?  No.  I will see if my daughter will take a photo and send it to me.

The twins loved the boy rabbit and one wanted a girl rabbit and the other one wanted a girl fox.  Both were specific with the colors they wanted so once I get them made, I hope I will remember to take pictures for show and tell.

I’m still without a computer and am using Mr. Aitch’s computer right now.   Sorry about that.

Hindsight

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I saw it coming and I wasn’t proactive.  My computer is dead.

Kaput.

I didn’t back it up before I accidentally turned it off Sunday evening.  I had been leaving it on 24/7 until I backed it up and then by habit, I turned it off.  I realized it as soon as I clicked “shut down” and by then it was too late.  My only hope is that I can take it somewhere to have the hard drive copied so I don’t lose all my knitting patterns, downloads, documents, and most importantly, all my photos.

Until I get a new computer, I will be posting from my iPad.  And if you have tried to post with any type of tablet, you know how difficult that can be.

I’ll try to post at least once a week as I have  a few things I want to tell you.  Some yarny things.  Some more culture.  Some neither.

TTFN

Needle and thread

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What’s one thing worse than hemming a pair of pants?

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Hemming the same pair a second time.

I bought a couple of pairs of pants a month or two ago and hemmed them.  The first pair was the perfect length when I was finished.  The second pair?  Not so much.

By an inch.

An inch too long meant that I stepped on the back hem.  Every.  Single.  Step.  Every. Single.  Time.

I’ve known about this for at least a month but I HAD to do something about it last night.  Procrastination is my middle name.  I’m headed to my aunt’s house after work today for a luncheon she, my sister, and I are going to tomorrow.

Plan A Outfit was a dress.  I love wearing dresses.  I dislike wearing pantyhose and with coolish weather and my brilliant-white legs, pantyhose is a necessity.

Plan B Outfit involved the above mentioned pants.

So out came the scissors, ironing board, needle and thread.  A two-and-a-half inch hem was a bit too much for a pair of pants.  But a three-and-a-half inch hem was more than I could deal with so I cut off an inch.  You know, in case I grew and needed to let the hem down.

Or made them too short.